I came here to get away.” “And die slowly of loneliness.” “What would be so wrong with that?” I shake my head. “You’re being dramatic. I have the wolves. I’m here to work.” “They’re more dangerous than we are.” “Are they?” I ask. “They are wilder, certainly.” “Isn’t it the same?” “I don’t think so. I think it’s civilization makes us violent. We infect each other.”
